"Ah!"Lucy's soft lips briefly brushed my cheek, lingering near my ear.I jolted awake, realizing what had just happened, and immediately felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me.Lucy stood up, her cheeks flushed. "Come out to eat," she said quickly before darting out of the room.When I joined her at the dining table, I hesitated, unsure how to break the silence. She placed some ribs on my plate, and we both silently agreed to ignore what had just transpired."Try it," she said, watching me with hopeful eyes.I surveyed the table, taking in the six dishes and soup, each looking and smelling incredible."This is amazing. For a moment, I thought you ordered takeout," I teased.She feigned outrage, her lips curving into a playful pout. "How dare you question the talents of your future investor! Don't make me angry!""Okay, okay, my mistake."The food was genuinely impressive, suggesting she had spent significant time honing her skill

I reached out and pushed Karen's shoulder firmly, making her fall back onto the bed. Her surprise was obvious, as she hadn't expected this reaction.For the past five years, I had endured her humiliation, but the one thing I wouldn't accept was her thinking I wanted her.The absurd notion that I stayed with the Moore family because of her was the greatest insult."Ms. Moore, our contract never included what you're asking tonight. If you need company, you can call a lover yourself, or I can help bring one over."Karen suddenly laughed, rummaging through her bag before pulling out a bank card."Oh, I see, you want money! I have plenty!"She tossed the card at me."Take it, spend as much as you want! Is that enough to stay with me?"I struggled to keep my anger in check, my teeth clenched as I spoke. "Ms. Moore, if there's nothing else, I'll be going.""Andy, this is your only shot. If you walk out now, I swear you'll never even come close t

Karen slowly regained her composure, though her smile was a bit forced."Donna, you love to joke around. You have everything anyone could want; why on earth would you want this worthless guy?""I'm curious about him, curious about the fire in his eyes... I don't know what it means. He certainly isn't as obedient as you think," Donna replied, looking at me with a playful smile.She was indeed a very sexy woman, undeniably beautiful, but I wasn't interested in her looks. What surprised me was her perception; she saw through my facade and noticed the anger simmering inside me."Donna, I know many male models who are far more charming than he is. I can introduce you to someone who'd be more fun," Karen said, clearly trying to dismiss the idea.But Donna seemed to deliberately ignore her. "I just want him. I have a thing for men who are different on the inside than they appear. Karen, you wouldn't be so stingy, right?"Karen subconsciously bit her lip, tryin

I didn't hesitate, feeling confident after researching this issue for five years."The key lies in how well the segments connect and the activity of individual cells. Think of the entire organization as a system divided into cells; the efficiency of each cell's movement determines the overall outcome. How smoothly each segment connects determines the final result. Employees are like cells; their positive or negative attitudes are clearly reflected in the company's performance.""Managing lower-level employees is the hardest," Donna sighed, looking troubled."Peter Drucker once said organizers need to help ordinary people do extraordinary things. Complaining doesn't help; it's part of your job," I replied.My words left everyone impressed. Both seniors looked at me with admiration, and Donna's gaze was full of respect. Karen, however, was boiling with anger.Unable to control her temper, she pointed at me and shouted, "What are you showing off for? Are you tr

I quickly skimmed through a few files. This plan wasn't even a draft; it was just trash. Karen was clearly trying to annoy me, wasting my time."Hurry up and take a look. I'm waiting for your approval. Projects submitted by me need your review."She stood there with her chin up as if expecting a show. She must have thought her plan was brilliant. 'What a fool,' I thought."This project plan doesn't meet our current development needs. Redo it!" I tossed one file aside."This one doesn't even have the correct legal clauses. If you don't know them, ask Legal!" I threw another at her feet."And this financial structure is all wrong. Discuss it with the CFO!""And this one..."Within minutes, I had rejected all of her files. I had climbed up in the Moore Group, reviewing nearly ten thousand projects, and there was no way this would trouble me. She's digging her own grave."You... what kind of attitude is that?" She was furious."The attitude a